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Here's another chapter my wonderful readers, this thing is a monster I'm saying that right now, so hopefully you stick through to the end with me!

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Chapter 16 Plans, Plans,Plans

Mikan was smiling as she bent over the bar. Her dance friends stared at her. They all attended the public schools, meaning she only got to see them at practice and maybe if they were lucky a day on the weekend. Their scheludes were so conflicting it was hard for them to find any time outside of school and dance. She wasn't sure if she really call them 'friends' per say. They saw each other a lot more than they saw her. It made it hard to get in on anything they were planning.

"Mikan what are you so happy about?" They whispered to her as the classical music blasted over the stereo.

"Nothing." She answered. She had always loved Christmas time. Mom was going to be home for a week come Christmas eve, and Mikan was already thinking of celebrating New Year's Eve at her house.

"How's your leg?"

"Fine." She sighed as she stretched her tense muscles. This class was an hour and half long tonight, followed by another two hours of basic rehersal. She of course had her period today in school for an hour and half, not to mention all the dancing she did in the halls for the fun of it. Her neck hurt from sleeping on the palm tree though as she tried to stretch it out.

Her leg of course meant she be sitting out the companies rendiditon of the Nutcracker, and Ouran had already held it's casting for their show. She didn't mind, as there was always the shows in the spring, and the end of the year recital with the public company.

It was almost a good thing in a way, so she didn't have to worry when she would study for math. No shows for her, meant no need to worry about crazy pratices that lasted hours on end. Besides if she did dance, she would miss out on the christmas party the host club was holding. Kagame was going to kill her though if she didn't bring the boys over after the dance. She had promised a feast.

"And one two three-"

Mikan went through the basic bar warm up. She had done it some many times, in so many different variations it was like it was simply drilled into her head.

"Mikan curve your hand more!" The order came.

She curved her fingers automatically as she leaned over brushing the floor coming out of her demi plie.

Class seemed more depressing as it wore on. She could only walk through complex turns, frustrated when her senshi ordered her into a demi relve in her pointe shoes.

She complied without question, knowing it was the best for her in the end as she watched the routine marking each move, tapping along, and making notes of who was over turned, who needed to fix their hips, curve their fingers.

When the clock showed nine o'clock, when the final cd had been packed away, and the last girl left the class her 2nd instructor paused to talk with her.

"Mikan. I know your very disappointed at not being able to dance right now. I can see it in your face when I tell you to mark steps or walk through. It's what's best for you right now. Your cast only came off, what a week ago? You must give your body time to heal." She scolded. She was short stout woman of 45 with frizzy black hair. Most of the girls called her the general because she drilled them relentlessly on even the most simple step, signaling them out.

"I know." Mikan nodded, "Aki is a good choice to play Clara. She has very good turn out."

"I'm glad you agree." Ms. Renee nodded half serious half mocking, as she slapped Mikan on the back, "Out with you. I have a home to return to, lessons to make, pieces to review."

"Good night." Mikan smiled waving good bye as she walked out the studio door letting the heavy wooden door close behind her. Her feet were sore. They had been sore all week, since she had been able to put back her pointe shoes.

She peeled of the half destroyed, ragged pointe shoes that looked more black then pink as she pulled down her dance bag.

She slipped on a pair of knitted leg warmers, Wendy had given her last Christmas. Wendy, that was a girl she hadn't seen in a while. She shook her head, knowing she would be way to busy until at least the spring to even think of inviting her to Japan.

Her feet were raw and angry as usual, as she pulled out the neosporn and med tape, ignoring the blood on ouchies.

She was going to have wash them again, as she glanced her bloody feet.

Somehow it reminded her of Christmas.

"I have to get Christmas decorations." She muttered to herself as she pulled out her ringing cell phone, "Hey Kagame. Did you remember to pick up tinsel?"

"Yep. What are you planning to do? Deck the whole school out."

Mikan had to laugh at that, "I don't want to even begin to think of what that would cost."

Kagame snorted again, as she heard the truck squeel to a stop, "Come on. I'm out front."

MIkan clicked her phone shut, as she stuffed her gear away, ignoring how sore her feet were as she walked along the carpeted corrider out the door and down the stairs. The dance studio shared the building with several other buinesses, which meant she had to walk down several flights of stairs just to get to the door since she refused to go near the elevator.

Nasty way to die, she always said as she pushed open the door standing under the neon light as she ran out to the waiting rusty truck, Kagame waved.

"How was class?" She asked turning up the heater as Mikan quickly shut the door.

"Good." She nodded, "Ugh I just realized we're going to have to put jackets on the horses every morning, and let them out into the wild cold yonder."

"I'll take care of the horses." Kagame told her, "You have school."

"Right. That leaves the weekends." Mikan moaned as she put up her feet, "Oh man so sore."

She gave the same response when she was asked by Yui why she was walking so funny.

"Sore feet." She answered rubbing the soles as she dug her fingers into her shoe trying to rub them.

/yui inner mind theatre/

Mikan stood on the desolate road that led from her Victorian house as her evil older sister watched from the door laughing as she Mikan was forced to naviagate through five inches of ice and snow as the ice opened up to pour hail upon her.

/end yui mind theatre/

"I could give you rides to school if you don't want to walk." She offered smiling. Mikan blinked staring a the blonde blinking, "Yui I'm sore from dancing. My sister gives me rides to school in her truck."

"Are you sure your parent's drop you when you were young?"

"What?" Yui asked confused as Rai smiled patting her friend on the shoulder.

"What's in the box Mikan?"

"Tinsel." She answered pulling a strand of the sliver fluff out, "I'm going to decorate the third music room in Christmas garb. You guys could help."

"No. No. We couldn't." Momo started waving her hands as the other two girls glanced at each other smiling.

"But Momo it would be before the host club came." Rai started

"Yeah Christams." Yui clapped her hands together, "I can't wait. What are you doing Mikan?"

"I'm having a party." She answered, "After the ball. You guys in?"

"No invitation?" Rai asked confused

"No." Mikan started,"Just a small Christmas party with my good friends, you guys want to come right."

"Of course." They answered in unison. They really like Mikan. She was a refreshment from all the rules of engagement, inviting them places with just a moments notice, sometimes just showing outside their house seeing if they were home, if they didn't pick up the phone.

Well, since there no invitations there was no reason they couldn't tell a few other girlfriends, and of course they asked Mikan first.

"Get off me." She was yelling as she tried to fight of the twins who were busy forcing a pair of antlers on her head.

"But you look cute." They cried as she fumbled with the bow under her chin as she glared and crossed her arms.

"So can we?" Yui asked again.

"Sure. What's a few more people?" Mikan shrugged as she sprinted down the hall her new antlers jiggling, "Just let me know okay."

"Sure." They nodded as they pulled out their phones texting away.

Tamaki was not expecting anything out of the ordinary when he walked into the club room.

They weren't going to set up today, because Haruhi needed to have her waltz lessons.

"Christmas!" Someone yelled as he was covered in a pile of white fluff.

"What's this?" He confused touching the white powder, "Fake snow?"

"Ahh! excuse me!" a blonde cried as she bowed, holding a box of fake snow, "Mikan told me to do it."

He blinked as he suddenly beamed, "I love it!"

She seemed relieved, as she yelled running away dumping snow over the floor, "He loves it! He loves it!"

"Yui!" a brunette hissed as she grabbed the blonde, "Come on Momo we need to leave."

"Coming Rai." An ivory hair girl yelled as they sprinted past Tamaki out into the hall giggling like mad.

"Mikan what was all of that?" Tamaki asked as he stared after the cloud of dust.

"Those are three of my other friends, Momo, Rai, and Yui." Mikan answered from across the room as she taped more tinsel to the ceiling from the ladder.

Fake snow littered the floor, chairs and tables, as Tinsel hung in long bands across the room and around the windows.

"Where do you want me to put misletoe for you and Haruhi?" Mikan asked with a laugh as she climbed down the ladder.

Tamaki turned beat red, "I'm her daddy! Those are sick thoughts, bad puppy." He yelled smacking her over the head as she giggled running away and throwing the doors open as the rest of club appeared.

"Welcome!" She smiled as they stared past her at the now christmatized host club.

"Good going." The twins patted her head,"We hate to be the ones who clean it up."

She ramned her fake reindeer horns plafyfull into their sides as she skipped away, "I brought a stero to. Are you ready for dance lessons?"

"Not really." Haruhi admitted as she walkd in sheeplisly as Kyoya slid by her.

"I like it Mikan." He told her simply, "Perhaps you were a good investment."

"Thank you." She bowed, "Let me know when I should sell myself on the market. Are we not having anyone today?"

"A limited number." He answered, "So yes you will need to prepare tea."

"Pft." she answered floucing off to find a tea pot bobbing her head to an invisble beat.

"Ah, Kasug-azaki." Kyoya greeted as the brunette walked in smiling, "Haruhi is waiting for you."

She stepped quickly to Haruhi, who greeted her with a smile.

"How are you Haruhi?" She asked

"Fine. A little nervous, I've never danced before." He admitted rubbing the back of his head as slow waltz started somewhere in the room, the music echoing off the walls.

"Shall we?" She smiled, as he slipped a hand aroung her waist, grabbing her left hand with his and starting slowly. Haruhi was so nervous he could feel his throat run dry.

Mikan seemed to be loving it, dancing by herself around and around the room.

"Come on, don't you guys want to dance." She asked as she twirled by the twins, closing her eyes as she ran smack into Mori laughing, "Sorry Mori."

"Tamaki seems depressed next to her.' Hikaru whispered to his brother as they looked on at Milord who was looking distantly out the window sighing.

"He's blue. I heard he wanted to be the practice partner, but it would never work because they are two different in height."

"Nonsense." Mikan yelled as she grabbed an unsuspecting Mori spinning around in a sloppy rendidtion of the same steps, "If I can do it with Mori, he can do it with Haruhi."

"I wanna try." Honey yelled, "Come on Takashi."

Mikan laughed as she watched the giant and midget turn around in circles. They were worse then when she tried it.

"Mikan do you know how to waltz?" Kyoya asked as came up behind her, "I just wanted to ask-"

"No." She rolled her eyes, 'How hard can it be?"

"You must master it as well." He said simply walking away. Mikan huffed, as Karou came over spinning her as she tried to maintain the proper posistion.

"One two three. One two three." He called out the beats as she tried to keep up.

"Slow down." She complained as he laughed, "Come on clumsly puppy."

There was a short scream as Mikan stopped, glancing over as Hikaru cut in, "Come on don't quit now."

"I'm not." She snapped, "I think that girl got hurt by the tea."

"Maybe we should take it off the menu." Karou commented, "Did you hear that Milord? Another princess was burned by the tea?"

"I knew it!" Tamaki yelled, "We shall not serve the hot brevage any more."

"Yeah, we'll give out juice and crackers." MIkan retorted as Hikaru spun her out and she had to resit breaking out into a fete. To bad she hadn't worn short under her skirt today.

"Whee!" Honey yelled as he spun to fast knocking into Mikan who fell to the floor, with him ontop as Mori accidently tripped stepping on Honey's arm.

"Wah! My arm!' Honey sobbed as Mori seemed to go rigid above him, grabbing the midget and running off through the doors.

"Ow my ribs." Mikan complained as she lifted herself off the floor, "Were did they go?"

"Probaly do the nurse," The twins shrugged as they glanced down at her, "Way to fail puppy."

"I didn't fail." She snapped, "You guys suck at teaching."

"Ouch." They cried together,"You wound us."

"Yeah then why aren't you dead bleeding on the floor?" She snapped as she glanced over to the window, "Tamaki please stop being so depressed. It's hard to be jolly if the king is being emo."

He slowly unfurled instead shuffling about the room, sighing loudly to himself.

"Kyoya make it stop." Mikan complained as she covered her ears,"He's worse then my brothers."

"Don't insult milord." The twins snapped swacking her over the head as she stuck her tounge out

"No she's right. But it's so hard to be happy when outside is cold and barren-" He sighed flipping his blonde hair back.

"Blah. Blah." Mikan answered grabbing his hands, "If you want to dance you might as well as teach me. Dumb and Dumber over there are only going to manage to maul me."

"You're the one with the antlers." THe twins answered, "Shall we spread a new rumor that the puppy has changed her favorite to Tamaki?"

"Shall I spread a rumor that the twins like to kick the puppy for fun?" Mikan answered as she tried to move her concentration to the steps and not adding fuel to the fire.

"No. Your doing it wrong." Tamaki told her, finally snapping out his personal haze, "You let the man lead. You want to match my steps. Try again. One two three. No watching your feet."

"You can pass for a drill seargent." Mikan told him, as she stared right into his eyes. He had very intense blue eyes like they were going to bore a hole into her soul, "One two three. Turn."

She again restrainted from adding a ballet move or two in there, as they ran through the simple steps again and again.

"I think I got this." Mikan smiled as they glided across the room, "One two three. One two three. Yeah this isn't bad at all."

"Your doing well for a commoner." He smiled as she glared stepping on his foot.

"Whoops! My bad." She smiled, letting go of his hands just as the club doors slammned open.

"Tama-chan! We have a lead on Kasuga-azaki. She's already been promised to a boy." Honey cired.

"What?" Tamaki yelled, "Alright everyone assemble. We need to discuss and Kasuga-azaki-hime's discord."

'Wait!" Haruhi started, "What about my dance lesson?"

"Don't worry. I'll teach you." Mikan patted her on the back, as the rest of the club ignored Haruhi's pela, "Tamaki taught me."

They stood to the side as the other's discussed the engament, though Mikan was puzzled, "They decided when they were kids? Is that even legal?"

THe boys ignored her carrying on as Kyoya explained, "He's in the so called "C" Class. Basically he's boring."

"Ouch." Mikan waved her hand as if waving of steam, "Are you guys always such ass holes to your fellow class mates?"

Haruhi shook her head amazed that they could judge someone that quickly.

"SO that 's the reason for her 'illness'. She want's someone exciting?" Mikan asked,"And how the hell can you say he's stupid? I think I'd kill my self if I was engaged to one of you."

"Aww. Puppy." The twins smiled, "Sticking up for the boring, the weak, and depressed."

She hissed again chasing them away, as Tamaki had grown quiet moving to stand next to Haruhi.

"Kyoya.." He started, "You knew about the engagment the whole time?"

"No surprise." Mikan yelled as she continued her mock fighting, "You stalk everybody don't ya?"

"It's my job to invesitage costumers." Kyoya replied coolly.

"I live near her." Honey spoke up as he hugged his pink bunny.

The twins ran away, swatting at Mikan one last time before they ran over to Haruhi.

"How's that dancing coming?" Hikaru asked swinging an arm around her.

"Well I didn't really get to practice today." She started

"I'm sure it's fine." Karou waved his hand.

"By the way-" Hikaru smiled as he hugged her closer as Karou touched her face, making her turn to star at him, "Here's a question for you. If you search the net for 'suzushima' what will you get?"

"Gah! Stop molesting Haruhi!" Mikan yelled chasing the twins away, who glared instead hugging Mikan.

"Get off my boobs." She screamed as they laughed lifting her into the air pressing her arms to her side, "There's no other way to hug you. Shall we play see how far Mikan can stretch?"

"Not in this skirt." She answered as she wiggled free running away and out the door, "See you all tomorrow."

"Way to chase the puppy away." Haruhi sighed as she stacked the teacups and teapot.

"Aww poor poor poor you." They sang as they walked out the door, throwing some of the fake snow in the air.

"Haruhi did you put up all the Christmas decorations?' Honey asked as he slid across the floor, spreading his arms and legs.

"Honey what are you doing?" She asked intrigued.

'Making a snow angel." He answered before Mori lifted him up onto his shoulders.

Haruhi watched them go. Mori never said anything at least not to her, but he did smile today. It was weird, he'd seem almost relaxed and open around Mikan. He usually just stood off to the side or with Honey, but he didn't seem to mind when Mikan was around. Maybe he didn't care, it was hard to guess, since he always had such a distant gaze.

"Maybe I'm just over analyzing." She murmured to herself finishing taking the dishes to the kitchen.

"Tamaki what do you suggest we do?" Kyoya asked as they stood outside in the cold waiting for their respective rides.

"I know, it's a problem."Tamaki sighed, "But what can we do? We cannot change the fact that she is marrying such a boring guy. We must somehow make them happy.'

"I think we should continue to let her attend the club. Perhaps we will be able to make him jealous." Kyoya started.

"Jealously?" Tamaki smiled, "Kyoya that brilliant! What better way to drive a princess crazy if she sees him with another woman."

"Tamaki. That actually is a not a bad idea." Kyoya blinked as he suddenly smiled, "I'll have to see if Mikan has the clothes-" he drifted off muttering to himself, writing down in his pad as he climbed into car.

He had to have the invitations to all the costumers, arrange for food, drink, music. And then of course decorations, and all the little bits and pieces that went into hosting such a ball. Yes it would all work out, like most things did for him.

Perhaps even better was that Kagame had been happy to notify him that her mother would be hosting a party on the same night. A way for her to meet each of Mikan and Ayumi's friends and their parents, since she seemed to be on the go often.

"Better not let it go to late." He muttered again to himself. He would suggest perhaps a bigger venue, since the latest text message that had been going round was the after party was going to be held where ever Mikan's mother decided on.

"Kagame?' he asked as he picked up his ringing phone.

"Hi Kyoya." She yelled into the phone. It sounded like she outside, moving fast.

"Kagame where are you?" He asked

"Oh testing out the sled before I give it to my mom for Christmas." She answered, "Listen I just got this text, that said 30 girls, and their parents are coming. Now I can move this thing from our small house to my grandparents, but I don't think my cooking is going to cover it. I need you to help me get organized, because I'm going to drown."

"I'm guessing you were expecting a smaller venue?' He asked trying hard not to laugh.

"Slightly." She answered as he heard the faint jingle of bells in the back round, "So how many people should I tell my mom to plan for?"

"Well put a stop to the girls pouring, first off." He started, "And I would design an invitation and send it out as soon as possible."

"Yeah I'm going to let you take care of it.' She muttered, "I'm not that good with long lists. I'll take of the food and the place."

"Kagame-" Kyoya stared, but she clicked her phone shut, tucking it into her pocket. Mikan had said something about getting a ride home with Ayumi in the limo and maybe going shopping for a dress.

That had left her free to test out the sled now they had snow in the fields. She had been dying to work on Tick and Tock as far as working together. They were brothers so it wouldn't be to hard to get them together, which made them perfect for pulling. Them and Amobea, the draft horse.

She clacked the reigns again as they moved into a brisk trot the bells jggiling like crazy as she steered them back up to the main barning as her phone rang once more.

"Yes?"She asked trying to refrain from laughing, "What am I looking at?"

"Your guest list." Kyoya exasperated voice came over the phone,"I complied every girl who is a loyal costumer to the club, that limited to about 130 plus family. Not to mention our own families who will of course, most likely be in attendance."

"How nice." Kagame smiled, "And here I was worried. I have a call to make, good bye for now."

"I'll let you take over." He answered

Kagame smiled as she typed in a phone number, "Grandma? It's Kagame! I know I haven't seen you in five years. I'm 21 now. Yes, we're in Japan. I know Japan. Listen mom hosting a party and the problem is our guest list is 130 and then some. I was wondering if we could use your country home over here."

"Yes. We're having a Christmas party. Didn't you hear? You didn't know we were in Japan. Well of course we just move here a month ago. Yes, mom's book took off. Yes. Mikan and Ayumi are attending one of the private schools here, and the twins, yes the twins are in middle school."

"Yes. Yes. No we would love to see you. Maybe you come riding with us. Yes we horses. Eleven actually. Two arabins yes. Oh you'll be out tonight. Well that's great. Will you be stopping by for dinner? Right. Lots of preparing to do. Yes the party is on the 24th of December. Oh you'll take care of everything? That's wonderful. I can't wait to see you."Kagame smiled as she clicked the phone shut as she jumped of the sled leading Tick and tock into the barn parking the sled in a dark back corner as she un hitched them as they snorted.

"Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock." She sang, "Everythings falling into place."

The two horses knicker in agreement, or it may have been they wanted to have hay and a jacket.

A/N: Yep like I said speedy updates. A little clear up on the romance thing, there will be romance, just not blatant fall in love, I think the manga does a good job hinting at it with all the guys on Haruhi, so I'll try and keep you guessing.

Mikan's mother hasn't spoken till her mother, since her husband died and even before that their relationship was shaky, so that's why Kagame has to fill in everything for her, her Grandma didn't even know they had moved to Japan. Sad isn't it? My characters have so much drama.

Thanks for the support, I'm glad everyone is faving/ alerting, but reviews are nice to! Come on lets break 40!